Superman

'Vhat vuck!' Fraudline thought. 'Vust the man Vi vanted to vee!' She turned to watch him place the man down. Then the man flew up to her. What amazed her was that he had not revealed any attraction to her. 'Vnteresting. Vhis vight ve fun!'

"Stop where you are, ma'am!" Superman said, as he looked at her. He was attracted to her, but he had skill in submerging the sex drive the lay dorment. He looked at the woman.

She was dressed in skin tight black PVC catsuit, with steillto heel boots, and fingerless gloves. Blonde hair flew down her back and a collar with something that looked like an Iron Cross hanging from it. A red Swaitika was on her right breast. Icey blue eyes just stared at her.

"I take it you aren't a good type of lady?" Superman said, as he prepared for a fight.